Hello everyone! :D
This is a sort-of follow-up to 'Stuffed Pets', but it's not necessary to have read that one to understand this :P
Here we see a pretty clever way to use Suzuki-san, nyahahah! *-*
Disclaimer: I own nothing but what I wrote
Ja ne,
Temari 88
The Plan
Misaki arrived home that late afternoon and sighed in relief at seeing Suzuki-san sitting happily on the couch, where it usually sat when it wasn't in Usagi-san's room or studio.
He had to remember to thank Aikawa-san, the next time they happened to see each other—she had literally saved his life, bringing the huge bear to the dry-cleaner down the street the day before: he had splashed it accidentally with tea right as he was preparing to go to his part-time job and he absolutely didn't have time to take it there himself... and the woman had kindly offered to do it in his stead once she was finished with her meeting with the childish author.
-x-
Later that evening, Misaki found himself thrown none too gently onto the king-sized bed in Usagi's bedroom, his clothes getting peeled off alarmingly quickly even though he tried to use Suzuki-san as a shield.
The older man suddenly lifted the stuffed bear out of the young man's hands, placing it elegantly on top of the bedside table where it rested - without Misaki noticing - facing the two lovers and near the bottle of lube waiting to be picked up. Usagi-san then proceeded to shower the student with fervent and scorching kisses, swallowing down each and every - futile - protest coming out of those delicious lips of Misaki's and moving on to the main dish - the man was ever-so determined to make the boy scream in pleasure.
-x-
The next morning, once alone in the huge condo, Usagi walked up to Suzuki-san and pulled down a masterfully hidden zipper on the bear's back, plucking out an ultra-light camcorder and a memory-card; then he fished his cell phone out of his pants, sporting an extremely smug smirk heavy with barely-concealed lust and dialled Aikawa's number.
"It's me. The plan worked out, perfectly. Now I just have to save it on a DVD..." he paused briefly, then his smirk stretched into a huge grin. "Sure, I can give you a copy, just because it's you... consider it your birthday and Chirstmas presents all in one." he ended the call and leisurely walked up to his studio.
Meanwhile, at university, Misaki felt a cold shiver of doom crawl down his spine.